This is a song about "Sailor jerry"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

I'm immature as fuck, and i swear like a fuckin' sailor,

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

There's other fish in the sea but see i ain't a sailor

Um, 'like a sailor' correct?

Woo-hah, got you all in check

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pail of garbage

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

He's like #tom #'n' #jerry, he gets beaten by mice, so he friggin' tries